I’ve had the opportunity to do a good deal of reflecting and remembering these past two months, as I prepare to transition from my role as youth pastor into… well, whatever God has in store for me next. It’s a bit ridiculous, truth be told, how much “stuff” I’ve
collected hoarded over the years.
In cleaning out my desk, I came across a folder that was stuffed full of pictures and cards and various other oddities, that at some point in my ministry and life, held a certain amount of significance. Tucked into the folder was a note from one of my former students, given to me on my 30th birthday. It’s a rare joy when a youth pastor gets to learn of the impact they’ve made on a student’s life.